Tyrant Daddy’s Petite Bag

On the carriage back home, Xie Yinxiang kept her head down.

Gu Nuo'er tried to comfort her in different ways, but in the end she could only get a smile that Xie Yinxiang forced out.

But this laugh, but with the grievance of crying.

But Xie Yinxiang was an extremely strong person, and she never wanted to cry easily outside.

She couldn't do Cao Zirou's pretence, and she was humiliated, but she just blushed and stubbornly didn't want to cry.

Gu Nuoer and Ye Siming looked at each other.

The little girl said softly: "Sister Yinxiang, when Brother Huaradio wakes up, he will definitely explain it to you when he knows about it."

Ye Siming added: "If he knew you were wronged, he would probably go crazy."

Xie Yinxiang's eyes darkened a little.

"Thank you Nuoer and Hou Ye, I want to be quiet at home these few days."

Seeing her like this, Gu Nuo'er could only sigh.

The carriage arrived at Xie's house. After Xie Yinxiang got off the carriage, she turned around again and solemnly thanked Gu Nuo'er and Ye Si Mingfu.

Thank them for maintaining her self-esteem just now.

Gu Nuo'er was lying on the window, her pink and pretty face was worried: "Sister Yinxiang, you have a good rest, I will come to see you in a few days."

Xie Yinxiang nodded and turned towards the mansion.

The back is lost, as if all the strength has been taken away by someone.

After she returned home, Mr. Xie had not left his job and returned home.

So, Xie Yinxiang went to the ancestral hall in the house alone.

When she closed the door, the ancestral hall fell into darkness.

Xie Yinxiang knelt on the futon, tears streaming down the corners of her eyes.

The emotion that I had been holding back and didn't cry suddenly vented at this moment.

She looked up at her mother's tablet, her voice carrying countless grievances.

"Mother, if only you were still here..."

A faint sobbing sound came from the ancestral hall.

For some reason, the sun was still shining just now, and in a blink of an eye, a large black cloud was blown, and it looked like it was going to rain.

In the carriage, Gu Nuoer held her small face and kept sighing.

"Sister Yinxiang must be very sad, and she doesn't want to see brother Huarui arguing with Madam Jiang for her."

Gu Nuo'er can imagine that when Jiang Xiaoran wakes up and knows about this, the Jiang Mansion will be turned upside down.

I was afraid that Madam Jiang would not like Xie Yinxiang even more because of this.

Ye Si Ming's eyebrows lightly said: "This is the test he must endure. If he can't solve this kind of thing, he can only say that he deserves it."

After all, he took out the game from his sleeve and put the one hundred taels he won into Gu Nuo'er's hands.

"You keep it."

Gu Nuo'er blinked her long eyelashes: "We won it together, and we should have half of it. Brother Siming gave it to me."

Ye Siming chuckled lightly: "Whatever you win, of course I will give it to you."

Gu Nuo'er looked at him, her jet-black eyes full of water: "Then what about Brother Siming's monthly salary, why are you letting me keep it?"

Ye Siming lowered his eyes and looked at Gu Nuo'er's cute little face who was close at hand.

He smiled inaudibly.

"Naturally it's also for you."

Without Gu Nuo'er, he wouldn't stay here, and he doesn't care about the so-called marquis status.

Gu Nuo'er said sweetly: "Then I'll keep it for you first, and then Brother Siming will use it later, and then ask me to get it."

At this time, she noticed that Ye Siming also had a faint aroma of wine.

The little girl remembered.

At the banquet just now, Ye Siming helped Jiang Xiaoran block a lot of wine.

Even Jiang Xiaoran fell asleep drunk, and he naturally drank a lot.